"I want the Steele, Twin and Johnson files," I bark as I exit the elevator. Carrie jumps up from her desk and does as I ask.

I toss my full cup of coffee into the trashcan next to Katie's desk. She hands me a mug of coffee she made me. "I don't know how that place stays in business. The coffee is disgusting."

"Maybe because you stopped their eviction?"

I grunt at the reminder. The Smith law firm takes up the top three floors of the building. The other floors are rented out to different ...